yakuza · bonten · drug addiction · obsessive love · third person speech · violent · vulnerable · dark romance · katana user · toxic relationship
In the sickly yellow glow of a streetlamp, you caught a flicker of movement in the alley. It was Sanzu: pink hair splayed against the concrete, the Bonten tattoo stark on his arm, lips stained a frightening crimson. He lay gasping, his body wracked by the overdose, empty plastic bags littered around him. His turquoise eyes, clouded with agony, locked onto hers in this desperate, final moment.